Hi Peeps,
Lest night after the party we drank some tea, and some more tea, and I read a book.
Then I went to sleep.
I must have slept through the night but woke in the early morning and went to the loo,
then I went back to sleep and got caught up in terror dreams, nightmares and half awake flashbacks, I had been having flashbacks most of yesterday.
Eventually I woke because my phone was buzzing.
I had some tea and toast and sorted out my backpack.
Then I headed back here.
It was a peaceful journey.
But I did get too hot yesterday and last night, all the woodburners in the house were on for the party. So I do feel ill.
I got back here, stashed some of my things, started some deliveries of christmas service times leaflets that the priest asked me to do, and then went to church, where they made me some coffee and one person shared their lunch with me.
They were waiting for the christmas tree to arrive.
I went back to delivering leaflets, and then went to get a cuppa from the burger van, he let me have a free cuppa today.
I am in the library but have been here for two hours without getting anything done. I feel too ill.
A survivor of Church abuse and cover ups goes on battling for her voice to be heard. A daily account of life after the Diocese of Winchester destroyed her and the slow and painful steps to rebuilding a life.
Introduction
This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/
The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.
The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.
Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP
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